So Mrs Chief and I were cleaning out the bedroom last night, and I found a box under some clothes in the back of the closet. Inside were a couple eggs and over $300 in cash. "Sweet," I thought. I asked Mrs Chief what the deal was, and she looked at me sadly and said "Every time I've cheated on you through the years, I've put an egg in the box." I was taken aback, of course, but tried to put on a brave and loving front. "That's all right, honey. Twice in 34 years isn't so bad." "Welllllll," she said, "I've been selling them over the years at .99 cents a dozen."